It is God who causes joy to rise in our hearts. The compass of our mirth points to the Divine and is a revelation of its reality to us. The Source is pure bliss and we are invited to share in these inexhaustible spiritual treasures. Each one of us is made for joy, and this joy surpasses all the fleeting pleasures of this life. As they pass away, joy remains and bears us to Paradise. Cultivate joy as you would a dear friendship.
— Wayne Teasdale, The Mystic Hours